The blade penetrates the flesh.

The large swath of red blurred the vision.

Lin Yiqiang's eyes widened.

"You...you..."

She looked at Yingqian with disbelief in her eyes.

"Are you scared?"

Yingqian chuckled softly.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the fruit knife sunk in his lower abdomen.

But he looked nonchalant.

Yingqian turned his head, looked at Chu Ci, curled his eyes and said:

"Your hand plays the piano, how can it be injured?"

Although Lin Yiqiang's movements were fast.

But whether it is Yingqian or Chuci.

They have already discovered her intention first.

Chu Ci could have avoided it.

But behind him is Yingqian.

Even if there was only the slightest possibility, he didn't want Ying Qian to get hurt.

Chu Ci's palms had already been stretched out.

But before him.

Yingqian was the first to meet the blade.

The skin and flesh exploded in an instant.

The fruit knife is not sharp.

But Lin Yiqiang put all her strength into it.

It was enough for the tip of the knife to pass through the fabric and pierce Ying Qian's lower abdomen.

Don't say it.

It really hurts enough.

Ying took a deep breath.

The pain is transmitted to the brain.

Instead, she smiled even more heartily.

Listening to the system prompts, Ying Qian took a step forward and said slowly at a volume that only she and Lin Yiqiang could hear:

"From now on, he completely belongs to me."

Lin Yiqiang trembled.

She looked into Ying Qian's smiling eyes and felt waves of fear welling up in her heart.

"You are the madman...madman!"

Ying Qian snorted softly.

She closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips.

Let your body fall backwards.

Consciousness is trapped in the ever-descending darkness.

The surroundings were still noisy.

There seemed to be countless chaotic noises.

It sounded like one after another exploding in my ears.

The noise made her upset.

I can't even sleep peacefully.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Yingqian opened his eyes amid the strong smell of disinfectant.

In sight, there is pure white.

It's not like he's a stranger anymore.

"Qianqian is awake? Doctor...doctor!"

Anxious calls rang out from around me.

Ying Qian glanced sideways and met Ying Anshan's bloodshot eyes.

He must have not rested for a long time.

The shirt is full of wrinkles.

My temples are turning gray.

He actually seemed to have aged a lot.

Yingqian's bloodless lips trembled, and at this moment, she felt a little regretful.

"I've made you worry again..."

Her voice was hoarse and dry.

It's definitely not nice to hear.

But from the perspective of Ying'an Mountain, it is more pleasant to the ears than any fairy music.

After spending most of his life in shopping malls, he was in front of the hospital bed with red eyes.

"As long as you're okay."

Ying'anshan stroked Yingqian's messy long hair, his eyes full of love.

Ying Qian originally wanted to laugh.

But he accidentally pulled the wound.

She immediately frowned in pain.

Ying Anshan was startled and was about to call the doctor when he saw Ying Qian shook his head again and said softly:

"It'll be okay..."

She knew it well.

Regardless of the location where the blade penetrated or the possible injuries.

Yingqian had already made the calculations.

Chu Ci's favorability is not easy to increase.

After finally getting the opportunity, how could she let it go?

Take a little pain.

In exchange, Chu Ci's favorability score reached as high as 90.

value.

But Yingqian forgot that Ying'anshan would also be worried about her.

"Why won't anything happen?"

Ying'anshan's face darkened, and his tone rarely increased.

"Is this a joke? Do you know that if you come to the hospital a little later, you might..."

"dad."

Yingqian interrupted him, a weak smile appeared on her pale face, and she whispered:

"I know, I won't do it again."

"you..."

Ying'anshan sighed.

Seeing Ying Qian's haggard appearance, he couldn't bear to say more and just said:

"Qianqian, you only have one life, don't joke about it! You were lucky this time, but if there is another time, you may not have such good luck!"

Yingqian nodded.

Jiang Ying'anshan listened carefully to every word he said.
To be continued...